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What a tragedy // Billie Joe Armstrong
"I write best when I'm falling in love, or falling apart." He muttered to himself, his gaze was on the guitar he had gently settled into his lap as he traced over the initials 'BJ' on it with his index finger. "Which one is it right now?" I asked nervously. He looked up at me with his green eyes only for a split second, soon looking back down. Like he feared I would see the pain painted behind his jade green orbs. But if he already knew I had already saw it. "Both." He said, finally looking up at me. That's when I noticed the pool of tears for everything that he had left unspoken, with one blink they would be running down his cheeks. And I hope he didn't let them, because I couldn't see him cry. "I love you, and it's killing me." I bit my lip painfully trying to stop myself from crying. He was the right one, my heart told me when my eyes first landed on him. But he wasn't mine, and that tore me up. Because I craved him to be. I sighed, "you're breaking my heart billie." I whispered, watching the tears roll down his dull face. "I love you. And loving you feels like some sort of self destruction when I'm not suppose to but my god armstrong I love you." I sobbed. It seems to be that love could be labelled poison and we would drink it anyways. I looked at him, the sadness in his eyes felt like it was tearing me up from the inside starting with the heart. But I felt guilty to look away. "But you know we shouldn't." I said Painfully, he nodded biting his lip. "We should only be friends." "But friends don't look at each other the way we do." And I needed him, he was my life line. And he told me he needed me, he said I was his sanity. But although it felt we lived worlds against each other, one thing we both knew was. 'I'm fine.' Sounds the same. Even when it's not true ----------------- She loved him more than he would ever know. And he loved her more than he would ever show. What a tragedy. (Little spoiler, but it does end happily I promise.)Complete![Not the One [Billie Joe Armstrong Fanfic]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/30675385-256-k413805.jpg)
Not the One [Billie Joe Armstrong Fanfic]
**This isn't a typical story of a girl being Billie Joe's daughter, wife, or girlfriend.** This is the story of a teenage girl, Aliyah, who's world crashed with the famous, handsome front man of Green Day - Billie Joe Armstrong. These star-crossed lovers couldn't bear being away from each other even though they just aren't meant to be. Billie's already married and Aliyah is...well...a teen. How will they get through this?Complete
Brokenhearted (~Trillie fanfiction) | GREEN DAY | Completed
Adrienne is fed up with Billie Joe's irresponsibility with alcohol. He still thinks he can be crazy like he used to be when he was younger. But she needs a mature man who she can grow old with. She breaks his heart. BJ is devastated, but a savior with a secret shows up. Will Tré make Billie's life complete again? P.S. This story is only a fan fiction. Be prepared that some information could not be real. Enjoy! xxComplete![He's The One [Billie Joe Armstrong Fanfic] (Book 2 of Not The One)](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/42807009-256-k186871.jpg)
He's The One [Billie Joe Armstrong Fanfic] (Book 2 of Not The One)
The second book of Not The One [Billie Joe Armstrong Fanfic] ••• What has become of Billie and Aliyah? What will become of them? Thing are getting so fucked up these days... ••• Well you have to read it if you wanna find out. You wanna know who 'The One' is? Well go on, idiot, READ IT.Complete
It hurts to love you (Billie Joe Armstrong)
Sky was your typical 20 year old. Ever since she met Billie Joe they have always been close friends and sees him as another member of the family and a mentor. They were oddly close for their friendship since Billie was 43 and Sky, 20 but, they didn't think of it in any other way than platonic. But, what happens when Billie Joe comes to visit her and they become closer?Complete
Angel Blue {Billie Joe Armstrong}
**Updated** When (Y/n) meets Billie Joe, she's just a lonely girl who needs a friend and Billie Joe vows to be there for her no matter but before they know it, their relationship becomes something that neither of them could ever imagine. Eventually, their lives take off in more ways than one and they are forced to go their separate, only to be reunited years later. (Don't forget to vote and comment!)Complete
Well that was unexpected (Greenday fanfic1)
She's just the typical teenage girl..... Well not exactly. She ends up meeting her heroes. Billie Joe, Mike Dirnt and Tre cool. Then comes a roller coaster of emotions, actions and well basic life gone messy. How will she react.... Read on to find outComplete
Stuck With Green Day
Meeting your role model should be great. Becoming Best friends with them should be even better right? But what Happens When Nikki is Stuck with none other Than Billie Joe Armstrong Mike Dirnt and Tre Cool. While they're all Lost, Confused, Hungry, and Hurt will they survive? COMPLETE (SEQUEL IS OUT NOW! CALLED "Faith")Complete
Sincerely, Mike
- After an embarrassing meltdown at the IHeartRadio Festival, Billie Joe Armstrong is sent to rehab to seek treatment for suicidal tendencies, mental illness, and years of substance abuse. His best friend, Mike Dirnt, feels directly responsible for and horribly guilty about letting Billie's habits reach the level of intensity that they did; he's desperate to give Billie the apology he deserves before it's too late, but when he finds out that the rehabilitation center Billie is staying at won't let him communicate with his friend physically, he is forced to turn to what seems to be his only viable method of communication: the nearly obsolete art of heartfelt correspondence. - Epistolary. - Inspired by the song Sincerely, Me from Dear Evan Hansen. - 14Complete
The words I might've ate
Since first grade, Nightlyn Jackson and Billie Joe Armstrong had been devoted best friends. Even though they'd gone through some of life's most trying times together, Nightlyn could never have anticipated the things she didn't know about Billie. She wishes to eat up every single dumb remark she'd ever made about prior lovers once her eyes are opened and she realises the love she'd bitched about for all those years is laying in Billies hands, as he'd offered it to her discreetly throughout their friendship. Nightlyn realises what she's lost as Billie moves on to what appears to be a far more perfect girl who was better than Nightlyn at all that she excels. And although it's hard to see him move on while stuck in the past of understanding he'd loved her and she'd never known, Nightlyn is willing to take the blame for everything in hers and Billies past. But although she believes the sharpie on the walls of an only dingy gas station bathroom is their prophecy. No one was courteous enough to explain her the lies that were behind it: 'Second boys will be first choice-' Because prophecy's aren't always accurate. Happily ever afters are never guaranteed. But one thing is certain: destiny is what you make of it. That is, if she can eat up enough words.
"I write best when I'm falling in love, or falling apart." He muttered to himself, his gaze was on the guitar he had gently settled into his lap as he traced over the initials 'BJ' on it with his index finger. "Which one is it right now?" I asked nervously. He looked up at me with his green eyes only for a split second, soon looking back down. Like he feared I would see the pain painted behind his jade green orbs. But if he already knew I had already saw it. "Both." He said, finally looking up at me. That's when I noticed the pool of tears for everything that he had left unspoken, with one blink they would be running down his cheeks. And I hope he didn't let them, because I couldn't see him cry. "I love you, and it's killing me." I bit my lip painfully trying to stop myself from crying. He was the right one, my heart told me when my eyes first landed on him. But he wasn't mine, and that tore me up. Because I craved him to be. I sighed, "you're breaking my heart billie." I whispered, watching the tears roll down his dull face. "I love you. And loving you feels like some sort of self destruction when I'm not suppose to but my god armstrong I love you." I sobbed. It seems to be that love could be labelled poison and we would drink it anyways. I looked at him, the sadness in his eyes felt like it was tearing me up from the inside starting with the heart. But I felt guilty to look away. "But you know we shouldn't." I said Painfully, he nodded biting his lip. "We should only be friends." "But friends don't look at each other the way we do." And I needed him, he was my life line. And he told me he needed me, he said I was his sanity. But although it felt we lived worlds against each other, one thing we both knew was. 'I'm fine.' Sounds the same. Even when it's not true ----------------- She loved him more than he would ever know. And he loved her more than he would ever show. What a tragedy. (Little spoiler, but it does end happily I promise.)
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